Hello faithful readers, and new ones of course. This is my new story, a flash I had at 3am. lol I hope you will like it. For those who don't know me yet, English is not my language so there might be a few mistakes in this story. Be nice to may please if I do make lots of mistakes. hehe
It would be appreciated if you could send me reviews so I know if it is good and if I should continue to write this story. :)
Enjoy,
Kaya
Chapter 1
Smoke
Smoke! There was smoke all around her as she ran down a darkened path. There was no one around, but she could hear the cries and screams coming from the theater somewhere above. Josephine did not know where she was going and was far too lost in her own frightened state to know where the exits were. All she knew, was that she was running a fast as she could with a badly wounded leg from the flames. She received some dust in her eyes and they were hurting as much as her leg. She could not see a thing and was afraid the darkness around her was caused by blindness… She was tired, she was weak and terribly scared.
Josephine felt the ground going slightly downward. The screams sounded very far and the smell of smoke was dimming. She kept walking, feeling her way down some corridors. She could hear men talking and water splashing. They seemed angry about something they lost, or rather someone they could not find. Josephine stilled, waiting for them to see her, so they could rescue her from this hell. They were quickly moving away by the sound of their voice. The girl tried to call to them, but she could not produce any sound louder then a gasp. She only hoped the smoke had not permanently damaged her vocal cords. Though, he she could choose between her eyes and her voice, she would pick the eyes. She would've given anything to see where she was at the moment.
Never giving up, even if tiredness was beginning to take the better of her, she continued her blind journey. There was water close to her, she could feel moisture. She knelt down and touched it carefully. It was cold and she hoped it was clean. She cupped her hands and brought as much water as she could to her face, hoping it would sooth her tired eyes. It did not help much. She rose back up. Josephine knew she could not go that way, it was far too dangerous since she could barely see. What if that water was deep? She felt the wall to her right and found what she thought was a passage. It was quite narrow, but since she felt a breeze coming from there, she thought it might get her out of there.
Cold and barely able to walk, Josephine followed the same path for another hour, or so it felt like an hour. Soon though, her hands left the side walls, she had arrived in an open area. It was slightly warmer there. Her ears opened when she heard noises…footsteps, yet they were very light, graceful even. Someone was approaching. Her knees gave away and she was forced to kneel on the rocky floor by the heaviness that was becoming her body. She held her hands out, imploring for help and mouthed the word, her voice was still hiding in the back of her throat. Tears poured from her now hurting eyes and she gasped as a cold hand came upon her face and gripped it harshly, turning her head to the right, then to the left. She wished she could tell this stranger she could not see a thing, but her strength vanished completely and darkness surrounded her in an almost comforting embrace.